Poems About Tragedy Seeking Friendly Advice
#tragedy
MalcolmG
Poem Published
5th Mar 2025 1:25pm
5th Mar 2025 1:25pm
MOUTHFUL OF KNIVES
What does the body do with a wound it cannot close?
A memory that just won't fade , a dream that replays a thousand times that you can't run from!
Thoughts that drown and swallow you from the inside out.
The wind shreds its own breath, bleeding rust between its teeth. Oh the taste of Iron ! All too familiar, all too real.
A mouth unhinges. Not to scream, not to pray—just to split, broken thoughts, empty.
Something shatters under the skin—bone, voice, meaning— lost , no where to hide.
a hymn reduced to marrow, an altar eaten from the inside out.
A stone...
A memory that just won't fade , a dream that replays a thousand times that you can't run from!
Thoughts that drown and swallow you from the inside out.
The wind shreds its own breath, bleeding rust between its teeth. Oh the taste of Iron ! All too familiar, all too real.
A mouth unhinges. Not to scream, not to pray—just to split, broken thoughts, empty.
Something shatters under the skin—bone, voice, meaning— lost , no where to hide.
a hymn reduced to marrow, an altar eaten from the inside out.
A stone...
#abuse
#despair
#evil
#suffering
#tragedy
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 2:01pm
2nd Mar 2025 2:01pm
The war is over?
I can't go on any longer
War wearied and worn soldiers
Fight battles for leaders
Whose hearts have grown colder
Hiding out in buildings of rubble
Machine gun fire doubles
While comfortable generals raise a toast
For map lines moving, ever so subtle
Clouds of debris from bombings
Innocent families sobbing
Cries from the dark night
Are stuck in my head, forever haunting
Friends tell me the war has ended
I'm back home and mending
But my thoughts are troubled
And I feel into hell, I've descended
War wearied and worn soldiers
Fight battles for leaders
Whose hearts have grown colder
Hiding out in buildings of rubble
Machine gun fire doubles
While comfortable generals raise a toast
For map lines moving, ever so subtle
Clouds of debris from bombings
Innocent families sobbing
Cries from the dark night
Are stuck in my head, forever haunting
Friends tell me the war has ended
I'm back home and mending
But my thoughts are troubled
And I feel into hell, I've descended
#death
#sacrifice
#suffering
#tragedy
#war
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 9:25pm
6th Feb 2025 9:25pm
Existential Dread
I realized today why I have existential dread. Its darker reasons.
I have existential dread about why money exists, why people wear clothes, and so forth because my family made me feel disgusting. Like an animal. Not a human. Not a beautiful soul. But a body that they could take advantage of. That they could beat, rape, and destroy. I never felt like anything but a meat suit. A piece of meat.
I remember when I was 21, going out with this guy, thinking I liked him, but then going to the restroom, being vulnerable in there, feeling disgusted. All I kept thinking was...
I have existential dread about why money exists, why people wear clothes, and so forth because my family made me feel disgusting. Like an animal. Not a human. Not a beautiful soul. But a body that they could take advantage of. That they could beat, rape, and destroy. I never felt like anything but a meat suit. A piece of meat.
I remember when I was 21, going out with this guy, thinking I liked him, but then going to the restroom, being vulnerable in there, feeling disgusted. All I kept thinking was...
#dark
#tragedy
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 4:47am
3rd Feb 2025 4:47am
In Alia's World, There's Only Darkness
How Alia Lynch would naturally react to any situation... The real reaction, not the one masking niceness.
Girl scout: "Wanna buy cookies?"
Alia: "BITCH!!! FUCK YOU!!! YOU'RE RUINING MY LIFE!!!! STOP PRETENDING TO BE NICE!!!" *takes the cookie box and smashes it a million times and then throws it*
Random stranger: "Hi, how are you?"
Alia: I HATE YOU!!!! I HATEEE YOUUUU!!! *takes a crow bar and strikes them a bunch of times and can't stop*
Potential lover: *gives flowers*
Alia:...
Girl scout: "Wanna buy cookies?"
Alia: "BITCH!!! FUCK YOU!!! YOU'RE RUINING MY LIFE!!!! STOP PRETENDING TO BE NICE!!!" *takes the cookie box and smashes it a million times and then throws it*
Random stranger: "Hi, how are you?"
Alia: I HATE YOU!!!! I HATEEE YOUUUU!!! *takes a crow bar and strikes them a bunch of times and can't stop*
Potential lover: *gives flowers*
Alia:...
#suffering
#tragedy
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dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 5:01am
21st Jan 2025 5:01am
LA
a blue river has
frozen in the vast sky
it is searching for
its traces on the
subtle layers of the earth
the shores
woven like nests
have become distorted
the souls of grey stones
are clashing
with the dry fields
stray winds
caused havoc
in the forests
and made a deep
friendship with
the flames of fire
golden spoon people
sleeping in a deep sleep
have started creating chaos
bumblebees intoxicated
by the sweet fragrance
have started fainting
...
frozen in the vast sky
it is searching for
its traces on the
subtle layers of the earth
the shores
woven like nests
have become distorted
the souls of grey stones
are clashing
with the dry fields
stray winds
caused havoc
in the forests
and made a deep
friendship with
the flames of fire
golden spoon people
sleeping in a deep sleep
have started creating chaos
bumblebees intoxicated
by the sweet fragrance
have started fainting
...
#fear
#forest
#tragedy #apocalypse
#tragedy #apocalypse
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 2:17pm
20th Jan 2025 2:17pm
Their Voice Like A Blackhole
Their voice is like a blackhole I'm getting sucked into their game, a game I didn't even chose to play.
I'm in this video game constantly running, enemies keep respawning.
I could never escape them.
The John Wacy clown follows me around, he's looking not to kill...
But to steal my soul forever.
They were soul thiefs like the black Klobber in Donkey Kong Country 2.
The nightmare always plays.
The tune is always playing...
They're always watching...
And I'm their target.
I'm their empty...
I'm in this video game constantly running, enemies keep respawning.
I could never escape them.
The John Wacy clown follows me around, he's looking not to kill...
But to steal my soul forever.
They were soul thiefs like the black Klobber in Donkey Kong Country 2.
The nightmare always plays.
The tune is always playing...
They're always watching...
And I'm their target.
I'm their empty...
#manipulation
#suffering
#tragedy
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randyjohnson
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 2:56pm
10th Jan 2025 2:56pm
Helping The Victims Of The Wildfires
The crisis in California is heartbreaking and it certainly is dire.
I donated $20.00 to the American Red Cross to help the victims of the wildfires.
I donated and I encourage you to donate too.
It will certainly be a kind thing for you to do.
The situation is horrible and there is no doubt.
Please donate to these people to help them out.
I donated $20.00 to the American Red Cross to help the victims of the wildfires.
I donated and I encourage you to donate too.
It will certainly be a kind thing for you to do.
The situation is horrible and there is no doubt.
Please donate to these people to help them out.
#fire
#money
#tragedy
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Nvmb
Poem Published
9th Jan 2025 11:18pm
9th Jan 2025 11:18pm
Chasm
Your name is carved into my skin,
A prayer, a curse, I let you in.
You are the silence in my veins,
A dark refrain, a lover’s chains.
I built a bridge to leave this hell,
But every step, I fell, I fell.
The void is calling, soft and slow,
A place where only shadows grow.
Drag me down—
I won’t resist.
Break my bones
With every kiss.
The chasm waits, its mouth agape,
No hope, no end, no chance escape.
I hear your voice in empty halls,
A hymn that drips, that cracks, that calls.
Your hands are...
A prayer, a curse, I let you in.
You are the silence in my veins,
A dark refrain, a lover’s chains.
I built a bridge to leave this hell,
But every step, I fell, I fell.
The void is calling, soft and slow,
A place where only shadows grow.
Drag me down—
I won’t resist.
Break my bones
With every kiss.
The chasm waits, its mouth agape,
No hope, no end, no chance escape.
I hear your voice in empty halls,
A hymn that drips, that cracks, that calls.
Your hands are...
#dark
#sacrifice
#shadows
#suffering
#tragedy
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tell_me_wy
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 00:58am
30th Dec 2024 00:58am
Jeju
I saw the plane
Crash;
I screamed,
Mutedly:
‘God,
Why?’
Crash;
I screamed,
Mutedly:
‘God,
Why?’
#grief
#tragedy
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
11th Dec 2024 10:00pm
11th Dec 2024 10:00pm
No Real Help For Those With Rage
Feeling dejected after being that a homicidal support group online couldn't be run by DBSA. God damn it!
There is no help for people like us!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Just angers me so much and shuts me down at the same time.
There's gotta be a way to make this support group online before I build my temple.
I know how to help these people.
Doesn't anyone care that they could save their children's lives?
Is there no mercy or justice?
You could save your children if you knew when to...
There is no help for people like us!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Just angers me so much and shuts me down at the same time.
There's gotta be a way to make this support group online before I build my temple.
I know how to help these people.
Doesn't anyone care that they could save their children's lives?
Is there no mercy or justice?
You could save your children if you knew when to...
#hypocrisy
#lies
#tragedy #TruthOfLife
#tragedy #TruthOfLife
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missjem56
Poem Published
29th Nov 2024 5:22pm
29th Nov 2024 5:22pm
The Time Fairy
Her lifeless body
Lay stricken
Upon the bell tower
Her wings
Frayed, and broken
Her words lay on her dying lips
Unspoken
Chasing ghosts
Vanquished dreams
Lost hope
And a fragile heart
Beating a tentative beat
Delicate tears
Caress the saddened soul
No longer whole
Her lifeless body
Still upon the bell tower
Awaiting a burial of sorts
Time moved forward
The hands of the clock
Together, cast her asunder
She was lost to time
Yet became part of it
As her silken...
Lay stricken
Upon the bell tower
Her wings
Frayed, and broken
Her words lay on her dying lips
Unspoken
Chasing ghosts
Vanquished dreams
Lost hope
And a fragile heart
Beating a tentative beat
Delicate tears
Caress the saddened soul
No longer whole
Her lifeless body
Still upon the bell tower
Awaiting a burial of sorts
Time moved forward
The hands of the clock
Together, cast her asunder
She was lost to time
Yet became part of it
As her silken...
#fairies
#LifeAsAWriter
#sadness #tragedy
#sadness #tragedy
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Ashleysworld
Poem Published
26th Oct 2024 3:48am
26th Oct 2024 3:48am
The Rapist
#abuse
#tragedy
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